Mu Qingli lowered her eyes and looked at the business card.
Fei Yin.
A director.
No wonder he had an artistic air about him.
Fei Yin's encounter with Mu Qingli here was no accident; he had been waiting for nearly an hour. He was originally sitting in the café looking for inspiration when he happened to see Mu Qingli enter the hotel, so he followed her in.
But after waiting for a long time without seeing Mu Qingli come out, and knowing she was dining with her family, he didn't want to barge into the private room recklessly, so he just waited outside. As soon as he saw Mu Qingli come out of the private room, he immediately followed her to the restroom.
To think a great director had turned into a stalker, no one would believe it if they heard.
In fact, Fei Yin was the kind of person who would sacrifice everything for art. If he took an interest in an actor, whether it meant visiting three times or personally enticing them, he would go to any length to have them cast.